Hey, there’s nothing odd about this. My son brought me a calf home from the stockyards in the cab of his truck because it was cold. I’ve seen goats and ponies in cars. Of course I do live in Alabama.
[ Hey, there’s nothing odd about this. My son brought me a calf home from the stockyards in the cab of his truck because it was cold. I’ve seen goats and ponies in cars. Of course I do live in Alabama. ]
I grew up on a farm, there wasn’t a winter that went by without having a calf in a bathtub at some point to warm them up.
We would put them in a bathtub and slowly fill it up with increasingly warmer water till they got warmed up enough then towel them down and then put them in a giant carbboard box next to the wood burnign stove in the basement.
Usually when they started popping again we would re-unite them with their mothers.